Thursday, June 28, 2007
Family Camp Weekend
Our church rented this camp last weekend for our Family Camp. It isn't far from Grande Prairie but you have to drive through a series of gravel pits ((the road keeps changing) and then down a winding trail between the trees to get there. Each time we went (in or our) we got onto a different road through the gravel pits. Some people were not so successful at finding the desired destination.
Others stayed in cabins. There squared log cabins were nice.
Colleen and I went after work Saturday (supper and campfire) and came home for overnight. Then we went back for Sunday service and lunch.
What did we do there?
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Then Colleen brought home and planted dozens of strawberry plants.
Now our labor is finally bearing fruit, real fruit. On Saturday I picked four (yes 4) strawberries. Then this evening we had a most serindipitous experience. All through all three beds were lots of lovely red berries. (It's amazing how fast things grow in 20 hour days.)
Below is a picture of the results. Well almost, the one Colleen ate off the vine is obviously not in the picture!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Horses, Harness, and Cowboy Church
On Sunday morning, Colleen and I left the house at 7:30 a.m. We drove for two hours in light rain in order to be at Cowboy Church in the little community of Cleardale, north west of here. As we arrived at the rodeo grounds the rain got heavier. Fortunately the little grandstands were covered. And the portable stage was roofed over too. I had been asked to speak at the service and that went well, except that I got a tickle in my throat half way through my talk. Even a bottle of water did not help that much.
Afterwards the rain stopped and the various heavy horse events started. In one event they had to pull a log between pylons, first with one horse, then with a team of two. Then they maneuvered wagons through an obstacle course, including backing up the wagon between two long boards.
I particularly enjoyed the six horse hitches that came out a little later. As you can see, there were several such teams, and some were very well matched. (For a better view, click on the picture.)
Here a six horse team is resting in front of the portable stage. The black decoration on the shoulder of each horse is call a "scotch top." One of these was the horse that pulled the buggy pictured in my previous blog.
The secret of success seemed to be having a well trained team with an expert teamster who could get both horses to pull together at the beginning to start the boat moving. It was impressive to watch both hoses do a bit of a dance as they tightened their muscles and their harnesses aginst the weight. You could just "see" the power when all four hide legs would lean into the harness to get the job done.
Colleen introduced me to this lovely pair. Their names are Babe and Beaut. As you can see, Colleen really hit it off with them.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
A Taste of Heaven, Again!
I had the privilege of attending the 60th Annaversary of Church of the Open Bible (my old home church) this past weekend.
The lady in the wheel chair is Mrs. Leimert. She is 101 years old. When I was about four years old, her neice had a Vacation Bible School at a one room school just down the hill from our house. From that a Sunday School started in Mrs. Leimert's home. That Sunday School later moved to our home. Rev. Don Hogman was the new young Pastor of Church of the Open Bible in Ponoka then. He came out on Sunday afternoons and led the Sunday School.
This is Todd Gadd, Colleen's husband, giving his testimony at the Annaversary service. Hearing his salvation story (through the family that would become his in-laws) was worth the trip. He cried, as did most of the congregation.
Pastor Lees (sorry no picture yet) gave the message. He was our Pastor when I was a teen-ager and took us to Briercrest Bible Institute's "Youth Quake." Hence I owe him my education, my ministry and my marriage to my wife Colleen whom I met there. When I was still in high school, Pastor Lees would make interesting little comments to me. Looking back, I realize he knew God was calling me to be a Pastor before I did!
Some of the church folk. I knew most of these people before I first left the Ponoka area.
God has been faithful to his church.
God has been faithful to his people.
God has been faithful to me!
We will see more of His faithfulness in Heaven.